Chapter 72: The Unparalleled Sword Hero, Liu Wumei

  However, the Buddhist lamp also went out very quickly.

  Before Xiao Qing could steady herself, the fourth lantern went out, and another wave of more numerous desiccated corpses surged out from the darkness. Xiao Qing didn't hesitate any longer, her long sword swung out without hesitation, killing all the desiccated corpses in front of her, leaving no trace behind.

  The next fifth wave, sixth wave, seventh wave, eighth wave.

  They all just increased in number, but none of them could make Xiao Qing make half a move, they were all long swords that shook and shot out violently, one move cutting off all the dry corpses.

  It wasn't until the ninth Buddha lamp went out that the secret room became pitch black, so dark that you couldn't see your fingers in front of your face, just like the passageway on the second floor.

  "What a beautiful and elegant woman, what a frightening swordsmanship." A hoarse voice came from the dark room.

  Xiao Qing stood still, judging by the sound of the voice, the owner of that voice was only about three zhang away from her. At this distance, if the opponent was a top-notch swordsman above Sword Emperor One Star, she probably wouldn't even have time to react before being easily killed. But she showed no fear, instead praising with a relaxed expression: "So these few waves of undead were just your probing attacks to test your opponent's strength, you really are cunning and meticulous in your planning."

  Alas!

  He let out a long sigh, seemingly dissatisfied with the outcome, and said in a disappointed tone: "Unfortunately, your swordsmanship is too brilliant, I couldn't completely see through which sword technique you used."

  "Oh, you say my swordsmanship is impressive? That's really unexpected."

  Xiao Qing also knew how to use a sword and had even cultivated her soul, but when it came to controlling the aura of the sword, she was basically clueless. Even just now, she couldn't understand how she had been able to easily kill that group of undead with one slash. She herself found it unbelievable, thinking that those undead were simply too weak to withstand a single blow.

  "No, I'm talking about the young man sitting in the corner of the wall."

  Xiao Qing's face changed in shock: "What? You're talking about Shen Du. Just now he didn't even draw his sword, how did you see that his swordsmanship is excellent?"

  "Haha, just a hunch, a kind of intuition that only a seasoned Sword King like myself would have." He let out a hoarse laugh and waved his large hand, and the nine Buddhist lamps in the secret room lit up again, casting the entire room in a dim, dark light.

  Under the dim light, what Xiao Qing saw was an old man with only half a face and no eyebrows. The shocking appearance alone made Xiao Qing's heart skip a beat, filled with curiosity, she asked: "Your face?"

  "It was scratched off by myself with fingernails." The old man with no eyebrows said calmly, seemingly without any care.

  But Xiao Qing felt a fear from her soul, and suddenly became speechless.

  At this time, Shen Dou, who had been sitting quietly in the corner of the wall, was also moved and couldn't help but open his eyes to curiously size up the old man with no eyebrows.

  Only saw the old man with a thin and gaunt figure, his faceless half-face was like an unfathomable black hole, looking extremely profound, while the other half of his face with a faint smile seemed impenetrable, what kind of story had this person's heart gone through.

  But from his somewhat indifferent, cold and arrogant eyes, Shen saw a hint of fear, because he also had trouble dealing with this browless old man, even though the other was just a mid-term sword king like himself.

  "Hey, did you scratch it off with your own fingernails? But I don't think so." Shen stood up with a sly smile on his face and walked slowly to Xiao Qing's side, his eyes never leaving the eyebrow-less old man's gaze.

  "Oh? The old man with no eyebrows suddenly became more interesting and asked: "Then what do you think it is like?"

  "That must have been cut off by a very sharp long sword." Shen Dou said with confidence and certainty, staring at the old man's eyes, which became more colorful.

  Two people gazed into each other's eyes, as if telling many stories.

  Shen Du had just taken eight Gōng Lì Dān pills, and the initial power of the Sword Emperor had not yet been lifted. With just a thought, he set up a Sword Emperor seal in this secret room, successfully blocking Xiao Qing outside their world.

  It was also a dimly lit room here, but there were only two of them.

  The old man's voice suddenly trembled: "Tell me, how did you find out about this?"

  "A thousand years ago, you took a young and beautiful woman to a dilapidated house at the foot of a mountain outside Worry-Free City, where flowers were in full bloom, to secretly indulge in pleasure. Coincidentally, you were caught by Gong Sun Wu You, the lord of the city, and your face was sliced off by his heaven-defying sword."

  The old man with no eyebrows heard this and the remaining half of his ancient face suddenly became extremely distorted, asking incredulously: "You! Who are you exactly? This matter, apart from Gong Sun Wu You and that cheap woman, not a fourth person knows, and that cheap woman has already been killed by Gong Sun Wu You with one sword."

  At this point, the old man with no eyebrows seemed to be thinking deeply and then said excitedly: "It's impossible that Gong Sun Wu You himself told you this. No! It's not possible for him to tell an outsider about such a thing. Family scandals should not be spread outside!"

  "He naturally wouldn't let the world know that his own brother-in-law would be having an affair with his own wife. On that day, I was cultivating my soul in a nearby mountain cave, and all of this was something I unintentionally saw."

  The old man with no eyebrows heard this and suddenly a chill killing intent rose on half of his face. He coldly said: "Have you mentioned this matter to anyone?"

  "Of course not. To tell the truth, at that time I was just a nobody, and even if I wanted to proclaim it to the world, saying that the handsome Liu Wumei had shamelessly taken over the wife of his own cousin, the famous Lord Gong Sunwu of Wu You City, probably no one would have believed me."

  "Hmph, but you're still an outsider after all. Telling me these things is quite unnecessary, and I'll have to cut you down with my Wuji Sword." The old man with no eyebrows said with a sinister expression, slowly drawing out the black long sword from his palm.

  The long sword shook, and a faint golden light appeared on the black blade, but it was not violent, only quietly accumulating momentum on the sword body, waiting to be released.

  Shen Du saw the situation and laughed heartily, seemingly having no intention of fighting with Liu Wumei.

  Before I met you, I never thought that the invincible swordsman Liu Wumei from Wu You City would end up in such a state, barely surviving and living in hiding. But I've been thinking, you must still have many unfulfilled ambitions, otherwise the pain of falling from a great height to the bottom of the valley would be unbearable for you. Won't you tell me, what is it that allows you to survive like this?

  Liu Wu Mei's facial muscles twitched upon hearing the words, seemingly struggling to contain his emotions, and let out a cold hum: "If you want to know, you'll have to defeat me first and take the Wujie Sword from my hands!" As he spoke, his figure flashed at extreme speed, and in an instant, he appeared above Shen Dou's head. Suddenly, he drew his sword, and a golden sword aura transformed into an Eight Trigrams light array that descended from the sky, heavily pressing down on Shen Dou's head.

  Shen Du's face was calm and composed, standing still, his deep voice shouted: "Dragon God's Wrath".

  Only the emerald green sword aura enveloped Shen Du's body, withstanding the heavy pressure of the Bagua light array, without suffering any damage, and easily shattered the Bagua light array released by Liu Wumei.

  Liu Wumei's entire body was also shaken open for several feet. With great difficulty, he steadied himself and spat out a mouthful of blood from his lips. The pain on half of his face was evident as he seemed to be shocked by Shen Dou's Dragon God Fury technique. In a low, incredulous tone, he asked: "You... what is your relationship with Shen Aotian?"

  Shen Ao Tian? Shen suddenly remembered the jade pendant that Fei Lu gave him, on which was clearly written "Shen Ao Tian".

  But Shen Ao Tian was after all who, Shen Dou however cannot from the memories of a thousand years ago search out, and also curiously asked: "Do you know Shen Ao Tian?"

  "It's not just acquaintance, he is the only swordsman I have admired for thousands of years." Liu Wumei said with a profound gaze, and then frowned and looked at Shen Du: "You also surnamed Shen, could it be that you..."

  To be honest, I don't really know Shen Ao Tian, but I've always suspected that there must be some kind of profound connection between us, and now it seems like you two have a history together too, looks like we still have a chance to become friends.

  Shen was still entangled in the battle outside the city of death, wondering why Lou Fan would lend a helping hand.

  "Friend?" The disdainful expression on Liu Wumei's face seemed to distrust the two words "friend", and she said lightly: "A thousand years ago, I no longer had friends, nor did I need friends. To me, the word 'friend' is only a shame, a hatred."

  As he spoke, he surprisingly put away the Wuji Sword and turned his back to Shen Du, saying: "I'll open the seventh layer's door for you all; from now on, I will no longer be a person of the Jiǔ Qū Diàn." With that said, he swung his large hand, shooting out a golden sword aura from his fingertips. Astonishingly, with just the sword energy of a mid-term Sword King, he broke through Shen Du's set-up Sword Emperor seal.

  She opened the seventh layer of the gate and Liu Wumei left Jiugu Hall without looking back.